Menstrual Cycle

I'll never forget February 16, 2010 the day I came on my cycle. It was early in the morning around six-fifty and I had been cramping the week before. The pain was,well, painful. After my mom told me It was my period, she rejoiced, while I sat just staring at her. Dancing, praying and calling friends is the last thing I expected my mother to do, on this day. In my point of view, "I'm cramping," in hers, "Whoo hoo Hallelujah." My 10 year old brother on the other hand was shocked, speechless, and spooked. "I never thought this day would come, ever," he said. My father left to work early that day around 4 o' clock, so he didn't see what had happened.

I was surprised the next day when my father decided to take my family out to dinner. In celebration of my period. I never thought that my period would be such big news. I reacted a little to much, but this is a big deal! With all the excitement going around the house, I was able to relax all day long, except for when I had to clean up a mess one of my siblings made.

I am so grateful I am home-schooled. My mother planed out a school calendar, for my brother and I. It turns out the week I started my cycle was the week we were on break. I am so grateful, it saved me the embarrassment. A teacher comes every week to teach my other siblings. When I learned that most girls don't tell or hadn't told their parents they had a period because they thought their parents would get angry, I was grateful I had parents who didn't despise the fact I had a period, and who actually rejoiced. I am grateful because most children my age wish to have parents like mine.

My perspective changed that week.

God Bless
~God's Lil' Lamb

P.S This post is definitely going under the label," My Life. and Testimonies"